ABN Arabic Club

The bird that became a tree

When I was four years old, I unexpectedly killed a little bird that fell from its nest. My intention was to protect him from the cats, feed him, and take care of him as if I were his mother, but he became overwhelmed by some

The pill I forced him to eat, so he choked and died.

I buried my bird in my backyard.

Days have passed since the rain fell, and here a bush grows over his grave

Small is the pill that choked on it.

Wafaa Al-Harbi

A painful story, about a child whose mother died

His father saw him playing with mud

He said to him: Get up, my son. Do not play with mud or get your clothes dirty. The son said: Father, didn’t you say that we were created from clay?

The father said: Yes, son! The son said: Father, please help me so that we can meet my mother

Again..

Very painful

Very short story

- My mother traveled

The teacher asked the students to write a story about the mother. They all wrote the long story, except for one of them who wrote briefly: “My mother traveled at the time of my birth and did not return.”

Written by../... Al-Yazid Qanifi

Algerian writer

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